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Balloon Girl (there is always hope) / January 30, 2018 by Rebecca Tillett

I met Melissa, this red-lipped, beautifully inked, raven-haired woman less than 6 months ago. One day, nearly two months ago she confessed her love to me for Banksy’s balloon girl. She said she was dying to recreate it in a photograph for someone special to her, but wanted a snowy-filled backdrop. She wanted that vibrant red heart balloon to pop off a clean white setting.

I loved the idea.

Moon and Mars / July 9, 2017 by Rebecca Tillett

I saw you on the moon, dancing in between the rocks, floating in the light. You were something, some remnant from a story my great great grandmother had shared with her husband the night he said he loved her, the night they each realized how much they had to lose. So many beautiful and honest secrets dissembled as fable. I think it was celtic or norse or slavic.

Shanna & Shiloh / July 29, 2012 by Rebecca Tillett

Last Wednesday I had a shoot with my friend and tattoo artist, Shanna Keyes.
t's something we've been talking about for a while since our last shoot was 2 or 3 years ago or so now. But it always seemed like our schedules wouldn't mesh or she just wanted to finish getting tattooed a bit more. Her ultimate goal is to be fully covered and she's heading towards it quickly!

“Never grow a wishbone, daughter, where your backbone ought to be.”

— Clementine Paddleford

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about 2 months ago

I am so proud of this woman. And so enamored by the idea that someone whose own blood I share could be so bold and fearless in their approach to life.

Bigger Love in the Moon's Shadow

Bigger Love in the Moon's Shadow

about 6 months ago

Needless to say, when I learned in early 2023 that here in Oklahoma, we would be in the path of totality for 2024’s eclipse, we knew immediately we would be seeing it.

Maddie and Wyndham

Maddie and Wyndham

about a year ago

Last month I trekked to White Salmon, WA to shoot the wedding of Maddie and Wyndham, a beautiful couple in one of the most beautiful places on this little globe.

Scene at Hastings Rd

Scene at Hastings Rd

about a year ago

My last shoot with Amanda (my oldest friend and one of my very first models nearly 20 years ago now) was in 2016 in Santa Fe. The one before that was in 2012 and I remember waxing poetic after our last one about how the previous 4 years had just inexplicably flown by and now: here I am, posting my favorites from our last shoot that happened 7 years following our previous one.

Chasing Butterflies

Chasing Butterflies

about 3 years ago

Before this girl was born, my husband and I would talk at length about how strange it would be to finally meet her, wondered what she’d look like, who she’d be. When she was a baby we’d marvel at how tiny she was, yet how big her personality, and we’d talk about how strange it would be to imagine her as a child, walking around, talking even. It all seemed so distant & strange and impossible to really comprehend.

Hermanas Hermosas

Hermanas Hermosas

about 3 years ago

How come the cousin relationship doesn’t get much attention? It’s pretty great and unique actually. You’re friends in that you don’t share parents but family in that you share grandparents. I mean, it’s basically best of both worlds, right?

OK Winter Wonderland

OK Winter Wonderland

about 3 years ago

Last weekend the Tulsa, OK area got an unusual amount of snow. My family and I just moved from Denver to a 7 acre property about 30 minutes south of Tulsa. This particular piece of land happens to have a small lake (or a big pond) on the property and the sudden and ample snowfall completely transformed this thing into a picturesque scene out of a storybook or painting.

Love in the Moon's Shadow

Love in the Moon's Shadow

about 7 years ago

The trip was of course, wonderful, until the last 30 minutes of the drive home when Serenica's engine began stalling on us whenever we'd drop beneath a certain speed (hoping it's a minor fix!). Fortunately, after stalling out on several occasions and getting it restarted again, she died right inside our RV storage lot gate and wouldn't turn over.

The Seven Social Sins are:

Wealth without work.
Pleasure without conscience.
Knowledge without character.
Commerce without morality.
Science without humanity.
Worship without sacrifice.
Politics without principle.

From a sermon given by Frederick L

I was awoken around 3:30 this morning by the violent storms happening outside my windows, awake for a while after that. And then despite my pleas and protests awoken again around 6am by my 6 year old who was in bed with me and decided to wake up and

Forever enamored by Mother Nature.

I must have listened to this album on repeat probably 954 times at least back in 1996/97. Some truly underrated tracks on this gem.

It’s seeping through my fingers like honey
then like water
then like the air you feverishly gulp
in a raging drought

It’s gone
It’s gone

“Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the
influence of the earth.” —Henry David Thoreau

There are so many of us this world does not deserve. So many of us enduring, decaying, beyond remedy.
Grasping for something good.
And real.

I have never seen so many acting against their own best interests, so many unknowingly acting and reacting in fear, so many heedless or reckless (or both) toward the shattering truth that we really don’t have much time here—with the souls

If someone offered you a brief glimpse into your future—perhaps 10 years from now—would you take it?